The first few

Snowglobes of yesteryears evening

Eyes open wide, her soul shining inside

inside snowglobes, stardust in her eyes

A smile like the freely flowing tide

Her waves battering my soul

every ray, for every day, smiling shine

of her everyday crime

stole my heart, stole my soul

Am the prisoner, prisoner without heart

missing the chart, missing a beat

where does it hold, this tale to unfold

for which I have payed the toll

Home a far away place, but

anywhere you are I see the northstar

nightskies and unfurling lies

Phases of the moon, a duet with my sun

Nightskies and still he tries

with wavering stand

May someday she lend him her hand

For every night a missing soul

For every day I skip a beat

For time itself, will lead

to my far away home

Be my northstar

lead to hearth and home